Bookaholics To The Hundredths Power discussion

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"No, I just ate. Thank you," I say.

I pull my guitar off and set it down besides me, I unzip my jacket and pull my phone and toss it on to the table. I had a headache.

"Tell me, I'm not mad at you, I just get upset to fast then I need to punch something. I'm not mad, honest," I reply truthfully.

"Just sorta..." I say with a raised eyebrow.

"Explain, please. I'm not understanding," I say totally confused. I shake my head, and look around.

"Wow." I say staring at him. "I'm so sorry," I whisper staring at my hands. I'm so stupid.

I stare at him but avert my eyes. They swished to a bronze color, instead of their normal gold color. I didn't know what to say. I wish I did. I felt bad but feeling sorry won't get us anywhere. I felt bad for Lynn, but that gave her no excuse to act that way. I just stay silent.

I knew he was lying but kept my mouth shut, and stood up. I walked out quietly. "You don't have to, you have stuff to do. I can go by myself," I say honestly.

I stare at him, this was really getting on my last nerve. I don't know hiw much longer I could take it, I keep my mouth shut and get on. I don't even say bye, I hop of and walk into my dorm.

I smile back."Thanks"

"What do you want to know?"

"Ok then I want to be an artist or maybe an author.And...I don't have parents or siblings.I hate animals expect for tigers.I like math,running, writing, reading,watching Tv and movies, listening to music, and drawing.The only shows i watch are The Walking Dead and The Voice. yeah...that's like it...my life is boring"

"Yeah"

"I write romance and dystopian and no I'm not gonna let you read them"

"I just don't want you to read them"

"I know"

"Pop, pop-rock, and sometimes country"

"Yes, love"I say with a smile.

"Yes I know, love"I say, laughing.

"Pretty much except for baseball"

"It's so boring,I can't believe you like baseball"

"Yes basketball is actually fun"

"No it's not but whatever"

((Cool! ))

"Catching Fire and White House Down"

"Yep"I say and then start fiddling with my fingers again.

"I've done it ever since my parents went all crazy......so I'm just used to it"

"Yep they're dead now"

"Don't say sorry, it's not like it matters"

"It doesn't matter. They were crazy! They hit me and him okay!"

"That doesn't mean they had to hit Noah and what I mean by hit is that they almost killed me and him!"

"He's probably dead now"I say starting to cry.

"Noah..I-I shouldn't even be with you, that's just - just wrong"

I calm down a bit."They used to hit Noah.The last time I saw him he was in a hospital, then my parents died the next day, so I had to come here.I don't know if he's alive"I say crying again.

"I don't know.you asked me why I did that and it brought all of that back okay"I say crying even more.

"Wow that's all your gonna say"I say, wiping the tears away.

"I don't know something other than 'maybe we should take you home.You don't look so good'"

"Can you take me home now?"

"Okay"I say and smile back.

"What are we gonna do at the park?"

"oh okay. I didn't know there was a park around here"I say smiling.

"Where do you live? I've never seen you in the dorms"

"Are you homeschooled?"

((I gtg to sleep. Night!))

"Oh"I say with a frown on my face.

"Nothing"I say,heat rushing to my cheeks.I wish he went to school, I think to myself.

"oh well"I say, quietly.

"Yeah you probably do"I say.

((Is that Jack?))

((Sorry, got a bit confused for a second. :D))